Lalu Larra
A Journey on Earth ... and through Books
Thursday, 3 April 2008
the rain whispered to me
.
last night
the rain
whispered to me
what a joy
to fall out of the brisk cloud
on to the soft petals
of a pink rose
and this morning
I saw the pink rose smiles
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